award

aku dapat award!!!

terima kasih kepada syida, sahabat lama aku masa di a-level.  bila dah dapat award, dapat le tugasan nya lak ahaks ahaks....

Ini tugasan penerima award

1. Ucap Terima Kasih dan Link kepada penerima award
2. Anugerahkan award ini kepada 15 rakan bloggers yang baru 'ditemui' dan sangat menarik i.e FANTASTIC!

• http://anuox.blogspot.com/
• http://redcomel.blogspot.com/
• http://koyongkie.blogspot.com/
• http://www.buttonplanetent.blogspot.com/
• http://mrsazrolsmallshoppe.blogspot.com/
• http://gazza-worlds.blogspot.com/

1. Hubungi bloggers-bloggers tersebut dan beritahu tentang 'kemenangan' mereka
2. Tulis 7 perkara tentang diri anda
   

• i am a creative freaks and i am conscious about what people say about me
• i used to love metallica, kurt cobain, GNR, mr big, aerosmith, bon jovi, dan lagu2 yang sewaktu dengannya, now i only love them in slow-mode
• i also love oldies that are very old ehehhehe.... the beatles are my knight in shining armour.
• aku nampak macam mengikut kata tapi aku sebenarnya suka melawan
• masa kecik aku pernah sepak adik aku seround sebab dia tido menghimpit aku tapi bila dia bangun aku buat2 tido
• masa 5tahun, aku pernah tersangkut kepala di grill tingkap dan mengambil masa yang lama utk org ramai meng-adjust angle kepala aku supaya leh kuar balik
• i fear the thoughts of being alone.... ish...

sekali lagi, thanks syida for liking my blog (tapi aku takleh letak 15 blogs sebab tak dan nak pikir ehehhehe)

sekadar di katalog

women loves catalogue - well, most women ---which includes me!

why?

yang paling ketara, sebab everything look nice --- the model, the products --- everything looks as if they belong to each other. contoh....

link

cantik tak perempuan tu...?
walaupun dia pakai spek besar separuh dari muka dia, but she looks gorgeous. walaupun dia pakai gelang besar macam BukuLima, tapi nampak fashionable. main gitar siap pakai dress labuh. semua nya nampak marbeles!

cuba kalau aku --- apa, tak cun ke aku ni?
memang cun tapi tak leh secun macam model tu. model tu badan dia saiz ekonomi...aku saiz grande --- marbeles! hahahhahaaa..

so, bak kata orang, kalau nak catalog shopping, kena ukur badan gak. jangan rasa cun di katalog, maka cun la di badan sendiri. sebab tu aku kurang prefer shopping pakaian online, sebab takut tak sesuai (mana la tau kot beli baju masuk tang lengan je, lepas tu dah tak lepas :D)

jadik yang cun mostly utk hiburan mata melihat katalog dan membayangkan diri sendiri ditempat model tersebut... dalam erti kata lain berangan... tapi kalau tak berangan mana leh jadi kenyataan --- not all dreams meant to fail ---yee haaa!

la tahzan

la tahzan.... don't be sad

laki aku sampai kan part of ceramah yang dia dengar pasal La Tahzan ni... Ustaz Azhar duk cerita pasal jangan la kita bersedih dengan apa yang berlaku ke atas diri kita. and ada satu buku khas bertajuk La Tahzan, buku dari orang arab tapi femes-nya sampai europe, US dan serata dunia. (punya ramai org bersedih dalam dunia ni...) dan pengarang buku tu ialah, Aa'id Abdullah Al-Qarnee (aku nak carik buku ni)

bukan apa, kita duk cakap, percaya kepada qada' dan qadar... tapi bila kita terkena susah, punya payah kita nak terima hakikat dugaan tu Allah bagi atas sebab yang paling bermanafaat kepada kita. memang susah, aku tak nafi. cuba bayangkan, if we lost somebody we loved and depend on in our life, tak ke rasa nak bergulung je dalam selimut atas katil sampai bebila??? tapi sampai bila? still ada org lain yg memerlukan kita.... kita masih berguna.

dan aku pun terpikir, seksanya kengkdg nak selesaikan hari ke sehari. penat badan. dugaan lagi. memerlukan tahap kesabaran sampai tak tersabar la rasanya... tapi kita still kena teruskan hidup. allah dah bagi nyawa, dah bagi org sayangkan kita, pun dah cukup bagus. ni ada lak yang give-up ngan hidup, pastu nak main terminate suka2 je macam terminate credit card. kalau mati masuk syurga, alhamdulillah, tapi if mati pun cara terminate sendiri.... sendiri pikir la kan.

so, aku duk pikir hidup aku byk gak dugaan. kena tipu ngan kawan le... mak bapak garang la... anak2 hyper la... suami tak romantik la (eh tersasul)... tapi bila dipikirkan balik, ada hikmah disebalik semua tu.

bab kawan tu, if dia tak tipu aku awal2, aku dah ada niat nak wat dia partner biz, if dia tak tipu awal2 mau dia tipu aku masa dah jadik biz partner, lagi la tertonggeng aku nanti. so alhamdulillah...

mak bapak aku garang... mak bapak mana tak garang? aku ingat lagi masa sekolah ada budak lelaki nak berkenalan ngan aku berjaya dpt no fon umah aku. lantas dia menelefon umah aku dan usaha nya 'dijawab' oleh bapak aku. perbualan dia berakhir sebaik sahaja bapak aku bgtau dia, daripada burak talipon ngan anak pakcik, baik la ko gi bercucuk tanam ke berkebun ke...kerja sekolah dah abis? ----hahahhaaa... nasib baik aku kawen gak last2, tapi bukan ngan budak tu le

anak2 aku hyper...mana ada budak tak hyper sekarang... aku tgk rata2 mak bapak pening kepala. tapi atleast anak2 aku pandai amik hati aku. sihat tubuh badan cerdik akal fikiran. pastu bila hyper tu, kira part of aku nye exercise utk kurus (wakakakkaaa!!!)

part suami... aku sayang dia and dia sayang aku. walaupun dia tak kasik aku emas dan permata (cewaaaah), tapi aku tau dia sayang aku sebab masa aku sakit dia sibuk duk tanya aku ok ke tak... dah makan ubat lom... dan perkara2 sewaktu dengannya.

so, la tahzan....

very meaningful indeed

another email i got, this time from Mr.Hubby

... :-)

 

One of my bosses shared this with me and I think its great!  So….

 

Read, Learn and Instill

 

 

 

The Mayonnaise Jar

When things in your life seem ,  almost too much to handle,
When 24 Hours in a day is not enough,
Remember the mayonnaise jar and 2 cups of coffee.

A professor stood before his philosophy class  
And had some  items in  front of him.
When the class began, wordlessly,
He picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar
and proceeded to fill it with golf balls.

He then asked the students, if the jar was full.
They agreed that it was.

The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured
them into the jar.   He shook the jar lightly.
The pebbles rolled into the open Areas between the golf balls.

He then asked the students again if the jar was full.  They agreed it was.

The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar.
Of course, the sand filled up everything else.
He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with a unanimous 'yes.'

The professor then produced  two cups of coffee from under the table and poured the entire contents  into the jar, effectively
filling the empty space between the sand.  The students laughed.

'Now,' said the professor,   as the laughter subsided,
'I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life.
The golf balls are the important things - family,
children, health, Friends, and Favorite passions –
Things that if everything else was lost and only they remained, Your life would still be full.

The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, house, and  car.

The sand is everything else --The small stuff.

'If you put the sand into the jar first,'  He continued,
'there is no room for  the pebbles or the golf balls.
The same goes for life.

If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff,
You will never have room for the things that are important to you.

So...

Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness.
Play With your children.
Take time to get medical checkups.
Take your partner out to dinner.

There will always be time to clean the house and fix the disposal.

'Take care of the golf balls first --
The things that really matter.
Set your priorities. The rest is just sand.'

One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the coffee represented.

The professor smiled.
'I'm glad you asked'.

It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life  may seem,
there's always room for a couple of cups of coffee with  a friend.'

could he really understand...?

we always say and assume 'ala...dia budak lagi, what could he/she understand...'

well, from some readings, children can actually understands what we do...and they absorb more when they are below 4years old. that is why, apa2 kita 'ajar' ---sengaja or tak sengaja--- to our children at those ages, most likely that is what they will be. if we always marah2, temperamental ke mental ke... mood swing mengalahkan budak tu sendiri, kebarangkalian besar budak tu akan besar menjadi 'acuan' yang kita duk acu kat dia.

jaga budak bukan senang, easier said than done --as always. my husband couldnt last 10mins with his own sons, kalau one at a time ok lagi kot, but if i leave both at a time, next thing you'll know, he'll turn into a godzilla! (sorry, bang)

aku pun selalu hilang akal menjaga budak dua orang tu. if i tried to put harith to sleep, dia bantai minum susu for 10mins then up again to play hide and seek with his brother.  si abang pun tak nak kalah, if nampak si adik nak tido, he would slowly creep by harith's side to tickle him or just make a simple gesture to let harith know, 'hey little bro, i am still awake why dont we play combat?'

sekejap kang dengar suara aku bagai perempuan gila menjerit marahkan budak dua orang tu. but to whose expense??? aku gak yang 'jiwa' sorang2...aku gak yg sakit tekak... aku gak yang sakit kepala sebab bblood shot upstairs!

so la ni, aku try different method, if you cant fight them, join them!

apa aku wat, selagi korang tak penat, main le puas2, aku siap tolong lagi buatkan khemah ke... tolong kejar ke... tolong sepah mainan siap... and they also enjoy my 'effort' so bila dah penat, depa akan ikut cakap aku suh dia tido.

but of course, tekanan perasaan still datang sekali sekala.

what makes me try to change?

one day, i was playing with my kids. hazeem came suddenly and hugged me sampai aku nak terjatuh. and i reciprocate, and i said,' alahai anak mama ni dah besar....'
the next thing i know, he got tears in his eyes and he smiled sheepishly... trying to hide his feelings. aku tanya, 'hazeem nangis ke?' 'mana ada...mata hazeem panas...'

then he asked,'mama nanti ada baby lagi ke? hazeem ada adik lagi ke?'

my assumption, all these while maybe he felt neglected sebab aku byk bagi time to harith. last time aku slalu berebut hazeem with bibik, now he has to do almost everything on his own. mandi sendiri, makan sendiri, minum sendiri, tido sendiri.... and to make things worse, kena marah lak bila harith jatuh ke terhantuk ke nangis ke...

i pity hazeem. i only realised his feelings are being neglected. and feelings of rejection (to him) made him retaliate further....

susah nak jadi a good mom.... hmmm...


i am lucky i got two great sons to always remind me to be better.

picture always speaks louder...

got this on email from an old friend

the day creativity dies

aku selalu ter-wonder2 nape aku tak se-creative blog2 omputeh yg aku berkenan... baik dari segi penulisan ataupun arts and craft ataupun baking ideas...

and ada gak a few blog writers yg aku envy cos they can write almost on daily basis on something that always entertain the readers, including me.

come to think of it, aku dulu sangat2 kreatif. bukan nak cong tapi kenyataan (kalau aku tak masuk bakul angkat sendiri sapa lagi nak angkat) ---well, back to the track, aku mendapati aku tidak sekreatif dulu. dulu, i could draw something wonderful dalam masa beberapa jam. sekarang, nak pikir apa nak lukis pun takes me hours, even days, belum start lagi tu.

dulu, aku could just lie on my bed and write pages and pages of novel-like stories. tapi hari tu aku nak start tulis cerpen pun macam bebal je.nak pikir about what to write pun payah, ini kan pula nak pikir how to write....and what's next.

dulu aku leh design my own greeting cards, sekarang aku hanya mampu membeli.

sebab?

sebab nape tak kreatif?

first, aku rasa bila tanggungjawab makin byk, aku ajar diri aku utk berhenti berkhayal. ye la, mana la ada masa. sometimes, i didnt even have time to think about relaxing... masa nak berpikir cuma byk skit iaitu masa berak (excuse my french)

then, i stop dreaming bila most of my dreams mati ditengah jalan. so why dream another one?

and aku notice, dulu2 masa kecik aku selalu berangan main sorok2 ke, main perang2 ke, masak2 ke... make believe out of anything and sometimes ---nothing! and still i had great times. those were times of my creativity.

now, aku perasan, if anak aku baru nak pegang selimut nak buat khemah --- 'aipppp, nak buat apa tu??! jangan sepah2!!!' terkubur....

baru kawan tu kutip cawan2 plastik nak buat twin tower --- 'ha hah, tu nak buat apa tu?! mama penat la nak kemas... letak balik!' hancus

last2 kawan tu tgk katun je. mcmana nak kreatif???

and aku tgk, dlm tv, omputeh slalu buat kan khemah from selimut utk anak2 depa, siap ada gantung bintang bulan semua. ada lampu la... bantal tilam selimut dll. actually, that is their world. a world separated from those dream killers...a place where no reality could actually hurts. and we adults selalu nak tarik budak2 ni ke dunia kita. which we forget, it is their time. if kita dah lapuk and tak kreatif, nape kita nak diorg jadi gitu gak... aku pun tak tahu.

mebi sebab kita penat... and the struggle to face a new day is sometimes very hard. but i also learn that when you start to count your blessing, is will be easy. and bila it becomes easier, hati jadi tenang hence creativity will start blossoming.



.... i hope :-)

alamak, lupa la!

do u ever notice that nowadays we seem to forget easier than we remember?

we even forget things that are important in our life ---birthdates of our loved ones (tho this happen to men no matter what :D), due dates or notices or reminders

and those days we could list down any telephone numbers by heart, and now we couldnt even remember the telephone number of our parents without looking at the handfon contact list... apo kes?

i am blaming it on modern devices that are corrupting our mind! cewahhh...
mana taknya, tell me what number you want, i'll look it up in my fon!
what? you need his email? let me look at my blackberry
i cant remember who sing that song... not to worry, let us just browse the internet with KEYWORDS...

so, the brain works less on remembering things.
lelama kita lupa, jadi le mcm nyanyuk eheheh...
nauzubillah, takmo le

but i think my memory is also getting worse.
better brush it up by playing memory game on my handfon!




irony..... :D

semua org mau chantek

aku akui masa aku kecik2 dulu, i was more of a tomboy than a girl. my toys were a football,  numerous guns and pistols and a miniature of incredible hulk (in green). i even have a chequered shirt which to me resembles the hulk shirt---before transformation!

i love myself back then cos i thought i was a tough BOY... tapi still kena buli gak (hahahah!!)

then came teenage years. it was sort of horrible cos i didnt have a chance to develop my own fashion, semua baju aku (i repeat---SEMUA) were chosen and bought by my mom. i didnt have any jeans, only slacks and patterned pants! baju lak time tu siap ada ropol2... so i make it a habit to go out wearing t-shirts and slacks. kadang2 kena formal, so i have to wear them! my friends in bukit peringgit would know this...

lepas tu ----freedom of choosing, i entered college thus i could buy my own wardrobe. itu pun still lom cukup vogue or in other words, i only appear 'normal' ahahhaha!!! sebab lum pandai nak melawa sgt. then, ada lak org komen nape la boyfriend aku leh minat kat 'budak spek besar tu' ----that would be me, ok! please note, spek adalah tajaan makbapak, so no comment...

lepas tu kerja lak. ha...masa ni aku mengganas. i worked with an international property firm, mixed with mostly chinese and indians and also a few mat saleh.ada gak melayu yg mcm mat saleh (that wouldnt be me ahahah!!!)

at this time, aku dah pandai melawa sebab tempat aku shopping yg paling convenient was KLCC. so bila ada sale aku akan terpacak depan isetan or parkson. bila tak sempat nak mekap before meeting, aku akan meronda klcc utk kononnya test mekap and perfume. masa ni ramai colleagues yg suka kat aku...actually diorg suka sebab aku slalu tolong diorg ngelat, bukan apa pun. i have to admit, aku rasa masa tu aku cun (MUAHAHAHAHHA!!!) dan kurus murus... wakakakaa!

lepas tu aku kawen lak...
memula tu still cun lagi, tapi bila dah ada anak, aku alpa (cewah, betul ke penggunaan 'alpa' tu?)
aku jadi malas. bukan apa, rimas. even jam tangan pun aku tak pakai sebab aku rasa macam sesak nafas (jgn tanya apa kaitan sesak nafas ngan pakai jam tangan sebab aku sendiri pun tak sure). duduk rumah aku lebih selesa bert-shirt and seluar tido or seluar trek, bukan aku exercise pun.

rambut aku lagi senang berambut pendek. aku dah lama tak gi saloon rambut sebab nak budget and masa pun takde. aku sedih...tapi apa kan daya...

ish... lepas tu aku rasa 'that's it, man!' (ya, aku cakap org puteh kepada diri sendiri)
aku dah tak mo berselekeh... aku nak duk umah dlm keadaan cun. aku ke chamelon utk membeli sepit rambut yg cun agar atleast compensate rambut ku yg dah lama tak diset. ramai tul org dlm kedai tu ---ikutkan hati malas tul berebut2 tapi aku cekalkan hati. dan aku berjaya beli sepit berbunga pink! ahahhaha... atleast aku dah rasa cun skit.

part baju lum dapek di ubah sepenuhnya sebab aku hanya mampu beli skit2 dari reject shop, itu pun masa sale. and if nak pakai baju slim melim nnt terkujat lak mak mertua aku kang (ampun mak....) baju lelama kot pakai nnt aku pun tak lalu makan sebab sendat nau!

sebenarnya aku nak bgtau aku rimas kat kedai chamelon tu sebab ramai nau org nak beli sepit2 ni... sebab semua org nak cantik...


....

please stop stalking me

i know u like me but i dont like you
you came out of no where
with your homeless look, you asked me to pity you

when we were outside, i always have to 'belanja' you food
you never get me anything but you expect me to accept you as you are
when we were together, you always want to 'mengendeng'
aku rimas tau tak

you know i have a husband and 2 sons
you even lepak with my sons
and i told you many times, i dont like you
and yet you keep stalking me
appearing from entah mana-mana
rambut dah la tak pernah 'terurus' ---grunge look ke?
dah la ko tu gelap

tolong la....
stop stalking me
kalau ko nak makan sangat, bila aku tabur friskies tu, ko dtg le makan
masa aku jemur kain ke, buang sampah ke, main ngan anak2 aku ke
toksah la dtg menyibuk
ko bukan kucing umah ni pun, itam uiiii
dah le itam, bulu tak balance
misai ada yg takde
tapi sebab kesian.... ko dtg je la utk makan ek
toksahla ko sondol2 kaki aku tatkala aku berjalan
lepas tu ko geram ko bantai GIGIT lak
sakit tau tak, nasib aku tak terpijak.....

so, please stop stalking me!

thx to

dulu macam hensem....

penah tak berlaku kejadian, masa zaman2 sekolah dulu kita melihat seseorg tu macam hensem sgt2? dah bg lelaki, tgk mana2 pompuan tu mcm cun sgt2??? ada tak?

ahaa.... jgn tipu diri sendiri... aku ngaku aku ada gak tgk dua tiga (ke empat lima) org yang aku rasa cam hensem nya mamat ni... (of course la, yg paling hensem musti la suami ku). dan pada ketika itu, jejaka itu akan menjadi pujaan hati. walaupun mak cakap jgn menggatal ---gatal tu tetap ada walau sekelumit... (kuangkuangkuang) tak payah jadi boyfren girlfren pun takpe... (ini kes minat boyband atau mana2 artis yg ensem termasuk la tommy page ke, johnny depp ke) janji hati boleh minat.

isu apa sebenarnya ni?

setelah bertahun2 berlalu.... bila kita jumpa balik org tu, ada tak terdetik dihati kecil kita, 'macamana la aku leh minat kat org ni dulu? macam ni hasil nya???'

ahahhahahah....!!!

ada tak? ada tak?

of course, kengkadang ada gak yg as they age, makin mengancam dan cun. tak dinafikan.
tapi kes yg aku nak sebut ni, kes masa dolu2 minat sgt2... tapi bila tgk org tu skrg, rasa macam ---apa kes la?

aku?
ada ke org minat kat aku dulu?
skrg? utk kesejahteraan bersama, meh la kita toksah jawab soalan tu (muahahhaha!!!)

my first born child

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my first child was born on 22 dec 2004 at ampang putri hospital and we named him Amir Hazeem.


being a working mother when i got him, Hazeem was practically raised by our Bibik - how do i know?? no doubt about it when he starting saying odd words like 'tolong BIKIN susu'; PESAWAT terbang; or even 'Hazeem nak pegi Indon la, mama...'

frankly, memang nak menitik airmata aku as a mother every time Hazeem lebihkan Bibik dia. and those days, aku kerja sampai malam and bila balik rumah he was already asleep with Bibik, i will carry him back into our bedroom. and sometimes, dia mengigau and would started crying saying he wanted to sleep with Bibik. luluh hati aku... to add salt to my wounded heart, si Bibik cerdik tu pulak would say, 'kenapa ya ajeem mau tido dengan bibik? sayang bibik ya? biar kan bu', saya tido sama dia...' -----dalam hati aku dah terbayang aku mensepuk muka dia. tapi aku sabar sebab dia duk jaga anak aku and if anak aku baik ngan dia, it means dia jaga baik2 la tu. tapi penah skali aku terlepas, 'hazeem ni, mama keluar kerja carik duit utk hazeem tau, nak byr susu hazeem, duit bibik ni lagi!' ----at that time actually aku nak bagi kat bibik tapi tak pasal2 anak aku yg dua tahun lebih kena lak... 


after that, aku proposed to my husband to work from home. i hated my job and it also created a gap between me and my son (at that time, the only son i got). and the gap was getting bigger. my husband agreed.


yes, we were working for money and we forgot that early years of our son were the crucial years to build a strong bond and loving feeling between us. now, i work from home and we have no bibik no more. hazeem gets closer to me everyday.


but being the abang long of the family, hazeem now bears a relatively huge responsibility, which we put on him to take care of his younger brother. it was not fair for him, sebab dia baru nak bermanja2 dgn mama and abah, la ni slalu lak kena marah if ever anything happen to Harith. 


and i could see, everytime dia kena marah for something he didnt do, or didnt mean to do, a thick guilt clouded his face. a question of why did i get scolded? i was just playing with my brother... why people are mad at me? i am only 5 and a half... how would i know when i chase harith he would fall down? how would i know harith doesnt know how to duck when i throw to ball towards him?


kesian... and realising that, skrg aku TRY not to get angry with him.


Amir Hazeem is a creative boy, conscious of what people think of him and always want people to like him. he likes to make new friends but sometimes budak2 yg terlebih nakal akan ambil kesempatan kat dia (aik?? ni macam mak bapak dia je hahahahhah!!!)


Hazeem loves us and he always want us to show that we are proud of him...which sometimes we failed to do. shame on us. 


he is a funny guy who loves music and loves entertaining others. his passion on trucks, and construction machinery are endless ---now he loves army and soldiers! 


he also likes to be hugged and told that we love him. ini pun kengkadang kitorg take for granted sebab terlalu busy and sometimes too tired in our own world.

Hazeem, just remember that mama and abah always love you and we are always proud of you ... even if we failed to show it... 

why do we need a good laugh in our day

there are days when everything seems to make a mutual pact to make our day hell (excuse my language)... nothing seems to go as we want them to be and everthing wants to really realllllllly test how thin your patience is.

then, a good hope for a good day will go to waste and you end up being crappy and moody and soon it will lead to botox (no wonder beauty products are making big bucks).

that is why i love to watch happy funny movie or series - to cheer me up! of course, my sons could do the trick as well, so does my husband - but they may also be the reason for my crappy day. dont get me wrong, i love them but things happened :D

every day, at 4pm, i will make sure i watch BOSTON LEGAL on ch711 astro. i am no lawyer but the series are damn funny with witty straight to your face jokes. of course, i understand very little on the legal terms but i atleast understand the logic behind it. the most important is that, shatner is damn funny, so does james spader!

and every day at 730pm, i'll tune in ch711 as well for EVERYBODY LOVES RAYMOND.
funny.
entertaining.
something familiar (ngehngehngeh....).

every wed at 9pm (i think now they change it to 10pm), also ch711, never miss GLEE, funny musical series.
nice songs.
great voices.
dan aku sangat suka kat Pucker, wpun jahat tapi suara best (tgk video clip aku letak kat side)
Glee buat aku berangan to be like them - well not the nerd part - but the talent and the joy of being able to express themselves :-)

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selalunya, no matter how bad mood i was, after watching a good show, mood aku balance balik... in a sense, aku kembali waras. and i hate it when there are interruptions bila sampai time aku nak tgk my fav shows. tapi sometimes, bukan semua yg kita rancng tu menjadik - that's why ada reruns! hahahahahha!!!!!



and aku juga suka 30 rock, monk, whose line is it anyway.....

sweet caroline - neil diamond

Where it began
I can't begin to knowin'
But then I know it's growin' strong

Was in the spring
And spring became the summer
Who'd have believed you'd come along

Hands, touchin' hands
Reachin' out
Touchin' me
Touchin' you

Sweet Caroline
Good times never seemed so good
I've been inclined
To believe they never would

But now I
Look at the night
And it don't seem so lonely
We fill it up with only two
And when I hurt
Hurtin' runs off my shoulders
How can I hurt when I'm with you

Warm, touchin' warm
Reachin' out
Touchin' me
Touchin' you

happy anniversary!

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it all started on 28 february 2003

and it has been 7 years since you decided to marry me

and it will be more years to come!

(ahaahahah...!!!)

happy anniversary, dear!

no regrets in marrying you, love you in every way

especially your patience in handling me and 'mini-me's (hazeem & harith)

been in love with you and still loving you

thank you for all the joyrides we've had... and for teaching me the meaning of life...

and i hope i meant the same to you

(don't have to say it, i know i do- cit, perasan....)

thank you also for 2 lovely wonderful sons... 

happy anniversary and may Allah bless us in every way He can, amin...

new chapter

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been awhile since i last updated this blog... rindu nak menulis but inconvenience always got in the way...sigh...

new start?
well, we sold both our transportation, at a good price i can say, my old loyal car and my husband's best friend i.e. his virago (eheheh)

why?
well, we had them both for quite some time, as well as other reasons (classified - cesss....) dah bersawang blog ni...

alhamdulillah... not long after we advertised in mudah.com (yup, mmg cepat and cargas servis di mudah.com), many called and took us only couple of days to let go. sedih.... mana taknya, banyak kenangan.

my wira, bought 10 years ago, masa nak amik kat melaka, we drove from KL dalam kancil comelku ermm... i was amazed kancil sekecil itu leh muat aku, blongos, azhan and mael (hahahah!!!- those who know us sure kagum!). 10 years wira tu berbakti and till her last day with me, dia tak byk ragam. tapi almaklumlah, aku dah beranak 2, so i need bigger space (erk... bukan AKU need BIGGER space) tapi sebab anak 2 ni need bigger space for carseats la, stroller la... (alasan....ahahahha).

apa aku pakai skrg?
crv mak aku. besau kan?!!kan... puas anak2 aku ber'hungga' dlm crv tu. crv tu mmg sedap bawak, sebab pick-up dia mantop! nak naik elevated highway pun steady je... lepas tu aku tgk minyak dia pun 'steady' je turun hahahahh!!! my dad said, memang le... crv 4-wheel, if jalan jauh syok la, takat antar si hazeem gi tadika blkg umah tu agak membazir minyak skit. tapi apa leh wat, itu je tunggangan aku ada. penah aku try jalan kaki, mak aiii... abis peluh jantan kuar (haishhhh)

virago? dah tukar scooter sym.
laki aku minat scooter?? hah... itu kena tanya penyebab - raja amirul azizi (ahahhaha)
since his best friend bought piaggio, my hubby's interets in scooter rises. of course, kalau nak di tengok saiz laki aku (tambah lak if nak bonceng aku) scooter ini bukan scooter tecit tu aaa... ini scooter besau. so, puas hati la. aku rasa it wont take long before the basic scooter being added with accessories, kotak la, upgrade la... macam2...

new rides mean new chapter in our life.

kadang2 we need new VIEW in order to make belief that we ARE starting a new chapter. and so far, so good... alhamdulillah...